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 Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 10:17 pm
Christof merely flinched in disappointment.
With a sigh, he gathered his tools. They would need his help carrying the body, he was sure. Fortunately, it was corpses he was used to hauling.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:11 pm
It wasn't exactly quick, for several minutes blood spurt from his throat in time with the beating of his quickly weakening heart. Despite his calm attitude prior, Stacey couldn't help the final thrashings of his body, or the soft wet choking noises emerged from his mouth before he finally lay still and silent. Dark, glassy eyes stared vacantly out at the remaining students. A soft clack echoed throughout the room. Near the hunter's body, a thick stone tablet had appeared. The OOC Everyone who participated in this receives +3 bonus RP points for making this such an excellent and thought-provoking RP! The Tablet: this is indeed Stacey's weapon. Student's who directly handle it for more than five minutes will feel their FEAR being eaten away by it. Anyone capable to psychic contact will be able to sense a sleeping presence and a kind of passive hunger. They will not be able to wake it up or communicate with it, though prolonged mental contact with it will also cause the tablet to begin eating that student's FEAR.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:25 pm
Invictus watched the final moments of the hunter's life with an almost indifference to his expression. However, no matter what turn the body took, he did not look away from Stacey as he bled out, watching with a sort of experienced calm.
However, he did not pay attention to the tablet once everything was done. No, once Stacey finally finished his thrashing the Horseman walked forward towards the body and did two things in his state of calm: The first was that he reached out to close the hunter's eyes. The second was that, in an almost gruesome seeming act, depending on who was watching it, he dipped his thumb thickly into the blood that had pooled from the wound, standing with it and carefully drawing it down his tongue.
It was one of those moments in which Invictus could be seen 'eating' in any which way. But it was also out of ritual.
"I hope none of you look away from this." he said after a moment, knowing very well there were those of them who would want to flinch away after the fact. "Reflect on his words and now know you carry the burden of them."
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 12:04 am
It took longer than Shun had expected, though if it had taken much longer, he would have stabbed into the man to try and speed things up. It wasn't his intention to prolong his death. Regardless, he couldn't help but stare the entire time, watching as Stacey went into his final throes before falling still. That was it. Gritting his teeth, he finally shifted his gaze away, towards Invictus as the Heir came by to close the man's eyes as well as to do... something a bit odd with the blood.
The Reaper wasn't really sure why he did that just now, but it didn't matter all too much. Letting out a breath, he looked down at his bloodied daggers briefly before dismissing them. It was now that he finally slumped against Mitsu, feeling weary from everything that had happened that day thus far. He would get to relax more soon.
Attention shifting back to the corpse, he listened to Invictus's advice. The last words of the human were indeed something. Then, looking towards the stone tablet on the ground, he tilted his head curiously. Shaking his head then, he turned towards Christof.
"It's done. Christof. Take the body and hide it in your room in the meantime. Don't take him apart. It is for Riley and Malodore to examine," he instructed before addressing the others in the room, "We should take his other belongings too. Be careful with the weapons. Use the coat or something else to carry them if necessary."
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 12:30 am
Christof's eyes were locked on the corpse, even as he shuffled forward. His wheelbarrow waited outside the Haunted House. He knew to come prepared. Even so, he couldn't mask his disappointment at seeing the color leave the Hunter's skin. Dead, just a dead, empty thing. No longer special. If it was different from the usual corpse, he was sure Malodore or Mistress would be able to figure it out, but even so...
They wouldn't miss one little arm would they?
He gave Shun a grunt, crouching down to tie off the Hunter's bloody throat with his scarf from the discarded pile. That done, three arms shuffled to heft him up over his hunch with a grunt. He was big now, though. He was strong. He was built to carry a heavy corpse or two. With a frustrated glower at the 'do not dismember' command, he straightened to stare at Shun for dismissal.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 1:27 am
[Public Service Announcement
Guys, it's implied that Lizzy took everything but the tablet and body home, ok. Because... Obviously when she left, the tablet was still a weapon and bonded to the not-dead Stacey. Also, his clothing are probably still in the room (Shirt, pants, scarf, coat).
Thank you for the awesome run ;; <33 Love you all.
If your character wants/wants to interact with any items or even the body, wait till the Seeds Admin do their little reveal first. : D And then you can go to Lizzy, Xiu or Junko to try and get their permission for things~]
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 3:14 am
The secretary remained still, very still as the last of the students filed out of the Haunted House, carrying-
- He inhaled sharply, eyes wide in disbelief. It wasn't until Invictus appeared flanking them that it began to make more sense, that the Heir had involved students into this fight. This was a path he never wished for any of them and there was a pain, a cold sort of terror creeping into him.
Fighting fire with fire. At this rate, they would end up-
- The bogeymen's words rang clear in his head. That they would wait for the students to slip up and do something beyond what the secretary could cover. The Hunter from back on the Island's words were just as sharp: they were Hunters, they lived to exist for only one purpose. They wanted this, the strife, the bloodshed, the hatred, they wanted Halloween to fight, to grow stronger and in turn-
Despite all efforts, all of his efforts, nothing had changed. He hated it and most of all he hated himself for being too scared to do anything. All the secretary could do was watch as they carried the body away towards Halloween, wincing for just a mere second as the body exploded, the sign the the body was indeed human.
It was the only small favour the students would get today.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 7:30 am
Mitsu swallowed hard, but as soon as the Hunter spoke his peace time stood painfully still. The lycan could hear nothing beyond the blood thundering in her ears as her heart pounded away in her chest. Seconds felt like hours, those wide eyes unable to turn away from the train wreck she knew was about to happen. It would have been in her better interest to look away but the ability wasn't there.
A second before the end a small sound of protest managed to escape her. Maybe there was another way? Maybe they didn't have to do this. If killing him was the right thing to do then why did it feel so wrong at the same time? But by the time that sound that wasn't even a word left her it was too late. Shun had drawn his daggers neatly across the Hunter's throat
Horror, that was the look on her face as the Hunter began to thrash in the end a bit of blood spraying across the lycan's face. Somehow it wasn't this scene she was in but another, one she barely remembered. When he fell silent again Mitsu couldn't seem to tear her eyes away staring down at the body that refused to dissipate. He....really was different. Mitsu knew they didn't dissipate but it was another story entirely to actually see for herself.
The stone tablet only warranted a small glance, her body starting to tremble then. The only thing that seemed to pull her from her shocked state was when her reaper finally leaned against her exhausted from today's trials. Mitsu was quick to bring an arm around his shoulders, trying to steel her nerves for just a few more minutes despite how that little voice in her head was screaming and pounding against the door she had locked it behind.
Sad and frightened eyes turned toward Invictus as he drew near watching the heir shut the hunter's eyes and then dip into the blood. That was it, Mitsu couldn't stay any longer. Without a word the lycan stood hauling up Shun in the process with sheer force alone. She wouldn't even need him to walk if he didn't have the energy.
After they were both upright Mitsu began to move heading back to Halloween. Her mindset was getting Shun to the nurse and no where else. The small explosion barely caught her attention but she did pause to look back to see that the human's body was gone. It seemed they really couldn't be in Halloween....dead or alive.
"N-n-nurse," Mitsu said in a stutter she used to have. It was the only thing to really give way that her nerves were shot as she continued on her path to Ms. Cricket's office wondering what they were going to tell the school nurse.
[Exiting]
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 8:06 am
Grey eyes locked on the Hunter's calm as his last words were given. This is what it means to be Human. What did that mean? There was a part of her that wanted to ask what he meant, but she knew it wouldn't have gotten anywhere and besides; Shun was already there, daggers drawn.
The Hunter's throat opened in a bloody smile and the Vetala looked on, unphased. The thrashing, the spilling of red blood, the way the colour changed from living flesh to muted colour that was almost grey...none of this bothered her. It did not spark an ounce of disgust, pity, regret or even relief. She merely watched on as the twitching subsided and the body stilled.
She felt nothing.
After she was sure he was still for good, Amrita shifted her gaze to Invictus to watch the little ceremony; to Christof to watch him tie off the bloody smile, and finally to Shun, who was giving the last of the orders. Well, okay then. Nobody else seemed to be doing it, so the Vetala took it upon herself to Use Stacey's coat to pick up the stone tablet, as Shun requested. It was the only item that she could see that hadn't been taken already, so she assumed that was what he meant. There was a moment of hesitation after that, looking down at the bundle that was so obviously a Hunter jacket.
Can you make everyone in this entire world never set foot in the human world again? Stacey's words to her; no, she couldn't do that...but she could try to keep it contained, even a little bit. With a careful crouch she placed the bundled coat on the ground as if it were a breakable treasure, wriggling out of her own yellow jacket and using that as a second wrapping. Something bright and hers to try and hide the Hunter coat and tablet within. She wasn't ready to let Halloween see what had happened, because it would likely only spurr more of her kind to do the same. The ball was in the Hunter's court now so to speak, and they were already damned.
One more glance was passed towards Aymet as she rose to her feet, a briefly thoughtful expression on her face; they were fairly similar, were they not? Interesting, she hadn't looked at him that way before! She'd have to ask him some questions later, but for now? It was time to go home.
Backwards feet padded carefully out of the house, holding the bundle of yellow-jacket-wrapped Hunter's coat and stone tablet against her chest for safekeeping. When she exited the house though, her gaze fell on Arel. She barely registered that the Hunter had exploded; all she could see was the school secretary, watching them with a peculiar expression.
Oh s**t..
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 8:06 am
Calder watched quietly, wondering what the last words of someone dying was. It twisted his gut that even when presented with a permanent end, that the Hunter attempted to stand tall and proud. He fully believed in what he was doing, and in turn, Calder had a feeling they would all die in a similar manner. Strong and proud to the bitter end. It would have been admirable if it wasn't a group that not only kidnapped his kind, made them weapons to kill their kind, and also attacked and killed for the sake of wiping them out completely. As it was, this one death was to provide of light in the darkness they were stumbling in, trying to find answers and a way to fight against an enemy that seemed to know everything about them.
Despite how hard it seemed to scratch a Hunter, the killing was anticlimactic, and was met with a hard pressing of Shun's daggers. At this point, a Halloweener would dissipate and reform elsewhere, but humans were messier than that. They trashed and kicked and spilled, and he covered his mouth at the display. When the tablet fell, he looked over and wondered if the tablet too was dead.
The decision they had agreed to and currently witnessing was yet to sink in fully, just floating on the surface, but he could feel that would hit at some point. Sighing, he watched as Christof lifted up the body, still 'fresh' in regards to some, but very much dead.
"We should get going." He told them, looking around. "Should we clean up the blood?" He asked, not sure if leaving a puddle of what had happened here was a smart idea. Would most even know what it was?
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 10:49 am
If Arel were to accuse Invictus to his face of having involved the students in 'his' fight, he would have kindly reminded the secretary that they had invited him into their fight. Their leader had said they could always disguise another as a Horseman and that they truly didn't even need him there.
He had weighed no opinion in on the death. He had not made his vote as to what the students would do, and he did not touch the body itself until after everything had been said and done.
He had not influenced their decision.
The Horseman looked to the demon with a very calm look on his face, arms folded behind his back. Neutral. The students would lose their prize - no chance to study it as it was - and perhaps now all they had instead of answers were more questions. Then again, for him there were always questions. Never the less, he nodded his head towards the secretary even as he made point to simply tail the group back into Halloween.
[[Exit ]]
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:44 am
[This RP had been wrapped; please refer to the above Zoo post for points! Also, you guys are welcomed to poke Lizzy about things, if you want! I know it was a bit tough and heavy to RP, so thank you all for sticking with us and helping us move this plot along! ;; <33
List of items
Coat/Scarf/Tablet -> Amrita
Runic weapons -> Lizzy
Blue pendent -> Israfel
Red pendent -> Shehk
Phone -> Pepin
Body -> ded & burning_eyes
^ Items (not exploded) are expected to be turned in to Lizzy. After a week, if they are not retrieved, a text will be sent for them. Again, if there are items your character is interested in, you can contact me about what plot you intend to use the item(s) for. :'D
After the meta (ICly after the exchange program), when all students are back in school, the admin will reveal themselves... So look forward to that. Or something. >_>; ]
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